[Santana's at the pool. She is at the pool because she actually felt like swimming instead of just lying around in the sun and getting brown. In fact, she didn't feel like being in the sun at all; it was too hot outside and the pool indoors was nice and cool and didn't have bugs
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Oh, wait.
Never mind. ]
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...I mean. Santana hasn't noticed anything weird yet, THANK GOD. Hopefully Amy likes the pleasant sounds of Lady Gaga, though.]
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And the music. It's beautiful - barrel-roll-in-water-beautiful, in fact.
But please, don't let her gymnastics disturb you. ]
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Wha--Jesus fucking--!
[She automatically leaps back, which almost causes her to slip on the ground, so thanks for that.]
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Oh. Huh. Music? Someone's already....
Whoa.
Okay, John's just to going to hide behind the door and peek in. If he comes in now she'll think he was coming to peep on her! Which he! Was! Not!]
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Is there a reason you're staring?
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I-- I was just coming to swim-- 'cause it's hot and-- uh.
[Maybe he should've worn shades and pretended to be Dave...]
I just didn't want to bother you!
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It's a public place. Don't let me stop you.
[Back to her magazine.]
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However, since her pool issues are more of a social thing, she's not really up for a pool party. Even if it'd just be the two of them. Good thing she didn't get a swimsuit.]
Oh...Sorry. I'll just-- I'll go.
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Why?
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[She shifts uncomfortably. Curse her childhood traumas...]
You look...busy.
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[Actually, she does kinda look preoccupied with them.]
Which one are you, anyway?
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He doesn't say anything, because the last thing he wants to do is get Santana's attention. He just watches for awhile, because hello, the girl is hot. He just won't say it to her face.
He'll go back to his own business eventually. Stalking is not cool, not even if the subject of said stalking is a hot girl like Santana.]
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Anyway, he enters, and promptly sees Santana. He then makes some vaguely mortified squeak of surprise, turns red, and then turns around like he's going to run the hell away from the embarrassment.]
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Are you kidding right now? [Squeeeezing water out of her hair, la la. While looking at him with JUDGMENT.]
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W-Well, excuse me. I just hadn't realized I was intruding. ...You startled me.
[It's such an awful lie, but he really doesn't have anything more honest that doesn't sound like "OH MY GOD BOOBS AND SKIN, RUNNING AWAY FOREVER".]
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